Covert operations and decorated cupcakes
Caboose shuffled around the base's kitchen and wiped at a smudge of flour on his cheek. He had been working hard for the past few hours, and his plan was now ready.
There, sitting on the counter, were 15 medium sized cupcakes. Each one was carefully baked and iced in different colors. Caboose grinned and packed them carefully into a box, then trotted off through the hallways in search of his first target. Once he had reached his destination, he knocked timidly on the door and waited patiently.
((SimmonsLady, I'm comin' for you if that's ok! :D))
There, sitting on the counter, were 15 medium sized cupcakes. Each one was carefully baked and iced in different colors. Caboose grinned and packed them carefully into a box, then trotted off through the hallways in search of his first target. Once he had reached his destination, he knocked timidly on the door and waited patiently.
((SimmonsLady, I'm comin' for you if that's ok! :D))